"The Ancient City is not the city it once was, nor are the people the same as before."
Elder Yan sighed softly and uttered these words, vague and elusive, leaving even Ye Chen somewhat perplexed.
Nevertheless, he refrained from asking further questions. He knew that Elder Yan's origins were far more mysterious than one could imagine, and it was very likely that the elder had visited this city in the past, hence his emotion.
The massive, heavy gates of the city swung open without a single guard in sight, as cultivators from various regions steadily entered the city. There were also streaks of light descending from the sky into the city—these were powerful cultivators.
These formidable beings, whether riding jade chariots, exotic beast mounts, controlling fierce magic artifacts, or treading upon divine light, each displayed their might.
